The ice cream shop was quiet, and people looked at MEG with a strange look.
Even natural magic can't do anything about the strange disease. McGonagall even said that as long as you go to the restaurant and eat braised meat three times a day, you can recover? Isn't that ridiculous?
"It's a bit too much not to let go of the money of children who are about to leave the world?" Bloom looked at MEG and thought with a slight frown.
"Although the delicious food made by the boss is really delicious and magical, can it really cure Kyle's disease?" Mia is not sure. Although MEG has always been very reliable, it's about whether Kyle can survive. Is it really a bowl of braised meat that can be cured?
Curtis also opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say for a moment. This was the first time that he heard the word "cure" from others. He failed to cure repeatedly. Seeing that Kyle's condition was getting worse, he didn't have much hope in his heart.
But after all, this gentleman runs a restaurant, not a pharmacy, and his so-called ancient prescriptions are not medicinal materials or medical methods. Instead, he goes to his restaurant to have a meal and points out one of the dishes?
If it happened outside, he would have a bus slap on the liar's face.
But after all, they just gave Kyle such an elaborate birthday party, and the magician lady continued Kyle's life for ten days. Mr. McGonagall didn't look like a liar, which made him a bit embarrassed.
"Boss McGonagall, the situation of the child... May be more serious than you think..." Xixi looks at McGonagall and stops talking. She knows that McGonagall's food does have many magical effects, and even makes his world tree glow. But she has just checked little Kyle's body, and her body function has been completely destroyed. Even with life magic, there is no way to save him.
"I don't even dare to believe that." McGonagall looked at people's faces, but he was helpless. If it was him, he would have already printed his fist on each other's face.
"My father said that if he could be cured, he would be cured. I believe him." Amy came out with a snowball and looked at McGonagall.
"I believe in Uncle McGonagall, too." Anna nodded.
Looking at the trusting eyes of the two little guys, McGonagall gradually believed himself. Looking at Curtis, he said calmly: "Mr. Curtis, you may feel a little incredible, but I can be responsible for what I said. Of course, you're Kyle's father, and you have the right to believe me or not. "
Hee hee looked at McGonagall's face, thought about it, and stopped talking.
All along, she thinks that boss Mai is a steady and kind-hearted person. He will never joke about this kind of thing. He will speak so firmly, and most of them have a way.
People's eyes also gradually become convinced that there is no shortage of guests in the restaurant, and many people can't eat in line. It doesn't need McGonagall to cheat people into eating braised pork.
Curtis hesitated. If Kyle really wants to leave, he wants to take him back to his hometown. He has not left the city of chaos.
But if McGonagall's words are true and he missed a chance to let Kyle live, he will regret it all his life.
"Father, I want to try what my uncle said." Just then, little Kyle came over, held Curtis's hand, looked up at him and said, "I want to live with you..."
Curtis burst into tears, wiped a bit, looked at McGonagall and said, "Mr. McGonagall, I believe you, as long as you can cure Kyle, I am willing to give you all my property. Please help him..."
McGonagall reached out to help Curtis, who had to kneel down again. He shook his head with a smile and said, "I don't want your property. You just need to settle the bill when you order every day. There are more guests in the restaurant. Remember to bring your children to line up earlier."
"Yes, I will." Curtis nodded his head with gratitude in his eyes.
The children played a little longer, and the birthday party ended in a cheerful atmosphere.
Opening the door, the three children ran out first.
"It's snowing! It's really snowing
Amy's surprise came from outside.
The crowd went out, with surprise on their faces. The light snowflakes were falling slowly from the sky. They looked very beautiful.
"The first snow of this year came earlier than usual." Abelmia reached for some snowflakes, watched them melt in the palm of her hand, and said with a smile.
Although the children have been playing with the snow all night, they are still very excited to see the snowflakes all over the sky.
"Well, Amy, it's time for us to go back. We have classes tomorrow." Meg said with a smile.
"Goodbye, everyone." Amy picked up the duckling, waved to the crowd, ran to MEG and took his hand.
People also bid farewell to leave one after another.
……
"Father, I'm so happy today. Thank you." In the carriage, Kyle looked at his father in his arms and said with a smile.
"Father is happy, too." Curtis hugged Kyle tightly and said softly, "it's OK. You'll get better soon. Then you can have a snowball fight with the children in the snow."
"Really?"
"It's true, of course."
……
After washing, Amy lay on the cot, put her little hand on the belly of the ugly duckling, looked at MEG sitting by the bed expectantly, and said, "father, by tomorrow morning, will the whole world be covered with snow?"
"If there's enough snow tonight, it should be like this." McGonagall nodded with a smile and calculated the days. According to the days on earth, it's going to be new year's day. I don't know if I can get together without myself, but... It's just as cold as before.
"Great! That must be beautiful! " Amy's eyes were bright and said happily.
McGonagall looks at Amy with a smile on his face, and his heart suddenly moves. He doesn't know how many years he hasn't spent the Chinese New Year carefully, because he can't get together with his family every time, so he gradually becomes the one who is absent.
But now it's different. He has Amy. It's just like the Mid Autumn Festival before. I think it will be a very interesting thing, right?
"Father, what story are you going to tell me today?" Amy asked.
"Today, my father will tell you a story about Nian." McGonagall said with a smile: "once upon a time, in a place called China, there was a monster called Nian. It had sharp horns on its head. It was very fierce and terrible..."